i fall apart - grayson dolan

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sahar

"baby!" i exclaim as i walk into my apartment.

"grayson?" i call out again. when i get no reply i shrug it off and set my bags down.

as i turn the corner to the hallway, grayson jumps out startling me.

"boo!"

"grayson!" i yelp, hitting his chest, "you scared me."

"i'm sorry. but hi baby." he smiles pulling me into his arms to hug.

"hi gray."

"what'd you do today?" he asks, sitting down on the couch, resting his cheek in his palm.

"i got more decorations for this dump." i joke laughing.

he smiles at me.

"what about you? did you unpack anything?" i raise an eyebrow.

"about that.." grayson trails off, scratching the back of his neck.

"grayson." i groan, "i asked you to do one thing."

"i'm sorry but aaron and i spent all day playing 2k.."

"it's fine." i say in a monotone voice.

this is how it always went down. i go out, have a productive day, spending my money on shit for the house or shit that we need. but i give him a simple task and it's always, 'im sorry baby but-'. ever since we moved in with each other that's just how it's been.

i walk over to the kitchen and start unpacking silverware.

"baby" grayson drags out the 'y', coming over behind me.

"i'm sorry..." he mumbles, wraping his arms around me.

"grayson, i'm busy."

"i know but i dont like when you're mad at me, you know that." he kisses my cheek, making me sigh then smile.

when he sees that i'm smiling, he stops talking and smiles with me.